89 A Day Alone

"How many trees are there in this place?" Anton had only planted around five hundred trees here. He hadn't increased the numbers because his work didn't allow it, and right now, he would be traveling to hunt some mischievous wolves.

"What is the easiest way to discover a werewolf?" Anton walked towards a shelf where he had many phone numbers written down. According to his memory, there was someone on his contact list who would know more about the subject.

"This is the phone number; I'm sure of it." Anton said this as he called a number that should recognize him.

"Who's this?" On the other end of the call, a seemingly tired voice came from the speaker.

Anton, who looked at the name of the caller, said, "Mr. Dean, don't you remember your dear friend?"

"Your voice sounds familiar; are you that ShadowBane idiot?" Dean asked on the other end of the call.

Anton sighed as he watered his trees and said, "You know your insults don't evoke any emotion in me. How are you?"

"Well, my brother went to study law while I continued with the family business." Dean responded with a slightly heavy voice.

Anton, who learned about this, seemed surprised and asked, "Did everyone in your family accept it? Being one of the few remaining Winchesters is quite tragic; my family keeps hinting that I should have children and dedicate myself entirely to the family business."

"Your family is completely insane, but being one of the most powerful families in exorcism is understandable. Well, I know you didn't call to find out how I am, so tell me, what do you need?" Dean knew young Anton because both were evaluated together in hunter skills, and Anton almost won that test.

Since then, a competitive feeling has arisen between them, but all of that has been erased after Anton has focused on studying other things. And recently, reports uploaded to the Association of Light's information page revealed the exorcisms Anton had done, all of which were extremely important due to the entity he had erased from the human world.

Dean felt weak at that point, but knowing that Anton had called him for something specific, he wanted to be of help.

"Recently, before my trip abroad, I received a mission to hunt a very intelligent werewolf because it moves to a different place every so often. Now, since I've recently taken charge of pure spirits, I would like to know if you have any recommendations to make my job easier." Anton asked this of Dean because he was much more experienced in missions against corporeal supernatural beings.

The ShadowBanes, unlike the Winchesters, dealt with spirits and demons, mainly performing exorcisms. That's why, knowing Dean's experience, Anton would like to know if he has a special method for finding that werewolf that should be well hidden. Werewolves, also known as lycanthropes, are a race of partially human supernatural creatures capable of transforming into a combination of humans and wolves.

Anton had never hunted a werewolf before, so he wanted to know about it from Dean.

"First, you must know their advantages before wanting to hunt a very intelligent one. They are very strong and have enhanced vision, claws, and fangs, as well as more powerful senses than those of a common animal." Dean paused and pointed, "But before that, you must know that the person you hunt must be very strong in their movement. To be honest, I would like to help you, but right now, I have many problems. But if you want to eliminate it, silver, vampontite, or decapitation are the only ways to kill them."

Anton, who knew these things, didn't want to know about that but how to find it, so he asked, "Do they usually come out at night?"

"That's correct; daylight usually burns them to death, so you can easily find them. Some hunt at night, and you can know where they are by the disappearances of people with the same characteristics." Dean said it with a clearer voice.

Knowing this, Anton nodded and said, "I must thank you; I hope you don't die, and someday we will drink until we pass out."

"Yes, yes, of course... I hope that werewolf doesn't bite you; I would hunt you myself in your honor." Dean joked with this before hanging up the call.

Anton, who looked at his cellphone, sighed and muttered, "This will be a real problem; I hope to solve it soon before going to Japan."